The other thread made me think of this.
Post your wildest, craziest, WTF moments while on acid! Share it all!
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The other thread made me think of this.
Post your wildest, craziest, WTF moments while on acid! Share it all!
One time, I was tripping pretty hard on only 2 hits. It was the most intense experience ever....and I've taken up to 8 hits at once.
I was sitting in a room with some friends, 2 of which I didn't know very well. I was listening to the music, and loving it all. Then, I guess I closed my eyes, but I proceeded to preform various tasks, and made significant and noticable movements, as I went to get my cigarettes. I then headed out the door, and I was back in my chair. This happened again 2 more times. The last time, there were lights on the door, which tripped me up big. I then stood up, went through the same series of actions, and finally really made it outside. Now, I was beginning to realize what had just happened, complete reality loss.
After the smoke, I came back inside, and began questioning every part of my 'reality.' I was doing things, thinking they weren't real, and in my confused and delerious state, I was mumbling about random shit, and my friends were trying to calm me down. The reality break continued, and people's faces started becoming obsolete. I had convinced myself that each one of them, was actually a different person, and treated them as they were that person. I even tried to hug and kiss a girl in the room who I had thought was my girlfriend. I then started realizing that I was too fucked up, and the trip was not going well...
I looked around, pulling everyone back into their real selves...and then tried to concentrate on the connectedness and love that I felt for everyone...but instead, it turned against me... and I felt extremely lonely. I went into my friend's room and closed my eyes again, and was transported to another alternate reality that included thoughts of death and solitary. For the first time ever, I was dead, and it wasn't pleasent. The out of body experience continued as I worked through different problems and conclusions about the people I love and care about, and even myself.... eventually ending in me getting back up, and finishing the last 2 hours of the trip in disbelief, confusion, and silence.
3-4 weeks after that trip, I felt really isolated, and lonely... with no motivation or intention to talk to anyone. After that, I began making changes in my life, that I confronted during the trip... Overall, I look back on it and it was an incredible and informative trip, as ego-loss typically is. During it, however... I was scared out of my mind.
Very nice. I'm sure it sucked at the time but a valuable experience. I wouldn't trade my trips for anything even the bad ones.
On a lighter note:
A group of about five of us was starting to trip balls. We were in a crappy apartment just like all the other crappy apartments on campus. We were trying to figure out what to do with a new blacklight poster. Just one of those fuzzy posters, a black hole in the middle with stars radiating outward like the warp speed from the old Star Wars movies. We tacked it up, turned off the lights, turned on the blacklight, and put on Jimi Hendrix "Axis Bold As Love". We were all sitting on the floor just staring at this black hole poster listening to the music with that butterflies in the stomach feeling. We soon knew what this poster was for, and this was it. I felt physically pushed back against the wall as the black hole transformed into a tunnel. The stars were not on the wall they were all around me as I was accelerated into the tunnel. The tunnel began to twist and turn as it transported me through space. It was like a frickin roller coaster twisting up, down, left, and right while changing speed according to the music. No one moved or said a word aside of the occassional "ooh" and "ahh" or "Fuck" until the entire side one of Axis played out. As the tape went "click" (remember tapes?) the lights came on, we had a smoke, grinned like the Cheshire Cat, flipped the tape and did it again. We rode the roller coaster tunnel through space all night long burning through Jimi, Zeppelin, Rush, Black Sabath, Beatles, Pink Floyd, and I think some Yes. Only stopping between sides of the tapes for a smoke and a stretch, we were physically and emotionally drained when the coaster slowed and finally stopped. The sun was out and the birds were loud as hell. I think we all slept for a day. :p
That's pretty trippy, how many hits of acid did you all do with each one?
I think it was 2 hits of blotter for that trip, little strawberries on it. The strongest I ever had was 1 hit of plain white blotter. Just regular size but the paper was thick and stiff. Most I ever took was 5 hits at once at the beach. Four of us split a sheet (100) and went through all of it in 10 days on senior trip.
wow lol